I am hiding at the farm.

Mrs.Henderson thinks I am going home soon, but I am not; and if she won't let me sleep here, I shall sleep in the woods.

To-morrow I shall try to get a place as a servant or something.

I wish I looked older, and that I had one of your long skirts.

I can put my hair up, but my dress is so short.
Good-bye for ever .-- "Your loving Betty." "S.P .-- Give my love to father if he will except it from me, and tell him I did not mean to be a bad child to him." Kitty stood staring blankly at the letter, scarcely able to grasp its meaning.